Dead Presidents

[ Rick Ross] Cm Rather you than me Cm If you've been fucking with me since Port of Miami Cm It's been hell of a fucking journey Cm M-M-Maybach Music Cm Ain't nun' changed nigga Cm Lil' stronger, lil' wiser, maybe a lil' more violent Cm Blame it on America Cm F**k it Cm Beat Billionaire [ Rick Ross] Cm Fm I'm pulling off the lot, I bought it cash Cm Fm Her future bright, don't give a f**k about her past Cm Fm Her ass be looking good inside the leggings Cm G# But I notice that she missing all her edges Cm Fm I run the game just by running with the felons Cm Fm Poor attitude, and got rich nigga calisthenics Cm Fm Walking in the courtroom, sipping on a beverage Cm G# I know the judge, so I got a lot of leverage Cm Fm Pissing on these bitches is a fetish (R. Kelly) Cm Fm Fully loaded .60s smoking on a seven (all ready) Cm Fm Your dawg get a dime, you never wrote a letter Cm G# Still in a box, got her rapping acapella Cm Fm Can't trust no people fucking with the reverend Cm Fm I got a chopper, but don't make me be the devil Cm Fm He knocking on the door and know the password Cm G# Gave me his blessings, boy I'm hotter than the last verse [ Jeezy & Yo Gotti ] Cm Fm Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents Cm Fm Dead presidents, dead, them dead presidents Cm Fm They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas militant Cm G# Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven innocent Cm Fm Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents Cm Fm Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents Cm Fm Fed sentences, fed, f-fed sentences Cm G# Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven innocent [ Future] N.C I got thirty white bitches like Tommy Lee Cm Fm I make drug money, nigga, I make blood money Cm Fm On my third passport, and I'm geechie as f**k Cm G# I got wet stripper pussy at the airport Cm Fm I got Bowlingreen dollars on my chopper Cm Fm Bussing down a hundred bills in the bath tub Cm Fm F**k this Philippine pussy in some house shoes Cm G# I got dope money, nigga, I got war wounds Cm Fm Get to the clutching on the hammer, ain't no dance moves Cm Fm I was posted on the stoop, hanging with my Haitians Cm Fm The murder's on the news, all front pages Cm G# Young niggas catching bodies, ain't no relations Cm Fm I was stacking Ben Franks in Labasa, Fiji Cm Fm They rob you two times in a row, that's a repeat Cm Fm And I'm fucking niggas hoes cause they easy Cm G# I'm in here fucking niggas wives, balls breezy Cm Fm She gotta f**k me like she love me, like she need me Cm Fm I got my Maybach flooded out with extra TVs Cm Fm I make a movie every single fucking day Cm G# I John Travolta when I flaunt that Patek face [ Jeezy & Yo Gotti ] Cm Fm Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents Cm Fm Dead presidents, dead, them dead presidents Cm Fm They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas militant Cm G# Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven innocent Cm Fm Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents Cm Fm Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents Cm Fm Fed sentences, fed, f-fed sentences Cm G# Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven innocent [ Jeezy] Let's go! Cm Fm Hands on these niggas, got the yellow bracelet Cm Fm Check off in my pocket like the yellow pages Cm Fm F**k you niggas was, when I was ashy nigga Cm G# Loafers in the chop, I keep it classy nigga Cm Fm Build a empire, yeah that's what my state of mind Cm Fm Motherfuck 'em all, yeah that's what my state of mind Cm Fm Keep the block sober there, we call it Lego land Cm G# Meanwhile the kids smoking like it's Amsterdam Cm Fm Dope boy prez, you know who got the truths Cm Fm Sixteen when I bought my first rollie Cm Fm Legend in my hood just like I'm Escobar Cm G# Never ride dirties in the extra car [ Jeezy & Yo Gotti ] Cm Fm Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents Cm Fm Dead presidents, dead, them dead presidents Cm Fm They go to war, yeah, all my lil' niggas militant Cm G# Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven innocent Cm Fm Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents Cm Fm Dead presidents, dead d-dead presidents Cm Fm Fed sentences, fed, f-fed sentences Cm G# Let's go to trial, we guilty til' proven innocent